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Just a Dream

by

Ashton

I wish that I could stop it,
Stop caring for you so_
Itís not as easy as it looks_
Iím really trying though

I know I said Iím done
And that I really do not care_
But please! Whoím I kidding_
I know the loveís still there.

I know you do not care for me,
And your friends all hate me too_
But thatís not enough to stop me,
From telliní you the truth.

I know that I have told you
And youíre probíly sick of me,
Believe me I have tried_
Tried to leave you be!

I know you understand my pain
Cuzí I know you feel it too_
Only difference is,
You feel for her, and I feel for you!

I wish that we could work this out,
Itíd be jus like a dream_
Just like all those fairy-tales_
The ones that weíve all seen!

Stuck in my head_
This little thought mine_
I guess thatís where itíll stay,
Until the very end of time_
I wish that I could stop it,
Stop caring for you so_
Itís not as easy as it looks_
Iím really trying though

I know I said Iím done
And that I really do not care_
But please! Whoím I kidding_
I know the loveís still there.

I know you do not care for me,
And your friends all hate me too_
But thatís not enough to stop me,
From telliní you the truth.

I know that I have told you
And youíre probíly sick of me,
Believe me I have tried_
Tried to leave you be!

I know you understand my pain
Cuzí I know you feel it too_
Only difference is,
You feel for her, and I feel for you!

I wish that we could work this out,
Itíd be jus like a dream_
Just like all those fairy-tales_
The ones that weíve all seen!

Stuck in my head_
This little thought mine_
I guess thatís where itíll stay,
Until the very end of time_